"Hmph! If you're gonna talk like that, then yours must be huge, huh?!"
By this point, all sense of shame had been completely wiped from Rocco's mind as he huffed and puffed, firing back without hesitation.
Laxus blinked his eyes at him in surprise before his face slowly turned red.
Then, fidgeting awkwardly, he mumbled under his breath—
"E-Ehh… Rocco, you're so dirty-minded… Do you… wanna see mine?"
"Hah?! What's wrong, chickening out? That means mine's bigger, huh?!"
Rocco, puffing up his cheeks in defiance, watched as Laxus's face flushed an even deeper shade of red.
Then, as if accepting some sort of challenge, Laxus reached for his belt, fingers hesitating only slightly before he started undoing it with a few metallic clinks.
He peeked up at Rocco cautiously.
"…Just so you know, Rocco, we're not doing that yet, okay? I mean, I'm happy that you want me so badly, but… we should take our time and prepare properly first…"
